He struggled a little, swerving a little this way and that like Park and I did. Later he told us the key was to not over-steer; not turning the wheel much more than about 20 degrees off center. I wish hehad told us that first.
The phssssh of the parking brake came on after a couple of minutes of modest labor and the big bald Brit announced to us that we'd been soundly beaten. At least he had the decency not to gloat.
We'd been handed our hats, but we had stepped up the challenge.